I remember my parents and how loving they were to me. I try so hard to be a loving mother to my three children – taking care of their needs, while at the same time missing having someone who cares about my own. Continue reading →

Sometimes I miss is the deep love I received from my parents. No one loves us like our mother and father. But I feel them with me and just because they’ve died, I still feel important and valuable. Their love hasn’t died!” Continue reading →

I decided that even though on the surface I appeared peaceful, I was also quite numb. Despite the fogginess of vision that I found discouraging, there was no end to beauty and inspiration in my life. Performing required a great deal of courage for me. It was time to see if I could take off the mask . . . Continue reading →

I had prayed my mother would die in her sleep. This was the same horror show I saw when my father died. Why, why, why? Why does a person have to suffer dying when there are such humane alternatives? Continue reading →